“Why can’t we get it together?” Fred asked softly. “What better trinity for a love affair and a good relationship than two guys who share mutual affection and attraction, mutual interests, and terrific sex? You always said on paper we make so much sense. The fucking with you was always wonderful.” “Yes, it was.” “Can’t we do it again?” You’re back to begging. Fred. You shouldn’t have to do that, Fred. “Sure. We’ll do it again.” Dinky was still rummaging. but now down on his knees, in his little canvas carry-all on the floor.
